Yo! How's it going everyone? I've started another fic and shortly after the others will be running again.. just have to type them  when I get the time. Came up with this one in keyboarding class cause I couldn't stop thinking x-o. Anyway for some important stuff.

Important Notes:(Think you need to read this people!) This occurs during volume 11 of DK. And basically is a different version of the whole thing. Well… sorta. The events still happen but it's a little different. Hope you like it! ^_^ Enjoy! Oh, and please R and R.

And don't forget to have a Happy Thanksgiving! ~.Grins and waves.~

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                                                      Title: Running Out of Time

                                                            By: Kerena Darklight

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The Dragon Castle was under attack. That I knew. I knew it all so very well but… I didn't understand why I was so scared. Sure, I had that feeling that something terrible was going to happen at any given moment but I couldn't figure out what.

I was running now. I had been for quite some time, my feet pounding on the stone platforms that made up the paths to those beautiful gardens. The paths that would lead me back to the castle itself.

"I shouldn't have wandered so far…" I managed to say after a few strangled breaths of air, the castle looking so far away. Spooky even, for dark gray clouds had gathered around the castle, starting to stretch out towards Draqueen itself. And though the clouds were doing this it did not stop them from swirling around the castle and only the castle.

 It was strange, yes but it didn't stop me from running at that same speed. At that same pace that was taking me closer to a soon-to-be tragedy. I dunno how I knew about it but I knew that I would soon stumble upon something that would change my life forever. It kind of made me want to stop at that moment because I didn't want to know what was going to happen… yet curiosity made me want to continue onward until I had found out what it was exactly.

Closer. I was getting closer now, my heart pounding harder in my chest as I failed to notice the droplets of rain that pelted down from the heavens above. I began to notice the ice-cold rain when it started to fall from the sky in never ending sheets that slapped a crossed my face and plastered my brown hair to my now soaked clothing.

I was almost there. The rain falling in torrents now, turning the garden paths into many puddles that dotted the land. I ran through them without feeling the ice cold touch it brought, soaking me further until I was completely drenched, probably looking similar to a drowned rat.

Then, suddenly, I wasn't in the rain anymore, stumbling up some marble steps and entering the castle through one of the doors.

'-Late. You're too late. Dieing… useless.-' A voice in the back of my head mocked by repeating the words over and over again, making it hard to think.

As the words continued to voice through out my head, thoughts occurred to me.

What was I late for? Who was dieing? And who was useless?! I would think angrily only to be greeted with the same words. '-Late. You're too late. Dieing… useless.-'

All the while my feet continued to carry me onward. Through halls, down steps, and through doorways until I rounded a corner, immediately stopping, nearly having tripped over a bloodied figure that had been leaned up against one of the creamy white walls. Or what used to be creamy white, it having been decorated with blood. A lot of it to be exact.

I couldn't make the figure out either due to the water that had fallen in my eyes. So I lifted a gloved hand and whipped away the collected water, my vision clearing for the time being. . . and what I was greeted with shocked me greatly.

'N . . . no. . .' I thought numbly as the lifeless figure could be put with a name. 'It can't be!'  Gasping now and stumbling to be right besides the figure, tears gathering at the corners of my eyes, obscuring my vision for several seconds.

It was him. The one that had always given me a hard time when I gave any of the Dragon Officers extra money a trip. The one that always suspected me for helping the Dragon Lord escape when he was missing. The one I cared so much for, loved, and craved for. "Alfeegi…" I whispered as I fell to my knees, my legs having turned to water in a matter of seconds. Like the water that had collected at my feet, forming into puddles now. A nauseas feeling overcame me, making me want to throw up as the sick feeling continued to churn within the pit of my stomach as this happened. And I could hear his voice in my mind. The normal Alfeegi that I had always come to know. My Alfeegi.

"What are you doing soaking wet?! You'll catch a cold! Not to mention the floors you've ruined. . ."

Tears started to trail down my already wet cheeks as I came to realize that Alfeegi didn't have the strength to sound like that anymore, the massive sword wound that had been created by something razor sharp being jabbed into his stomach area and exiting right behind that. And what was worse was the fact that he was still breathing, shallowly.

Dieing. Alfeegi was dieing and there wasn't a thing I could do. I was useless. . . and too late to stop fate. The voice had been right as well as the gut feeling I had had that was now fading in time, being replaced with a new emotion. Shock, maybe?

I was helpless. Useless. . .

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That's it. So far. I think… I'm still wondering if I should wrap it up in the next chapter or make some other stuff occur(Memories, POV switches, etc.) Oh yeah and probably afterward events as well. Either way, one of the characters is going to die. Tell me what I should do or I won't update.